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There’s been a New Year’s Day tradition in my family ever since I was a little girl. We’d gather around the TV on January 1 to watch the Vienna Philharmonic give the Neujahrskonzert, the New Year Concert, a joyous thing … Continue reading
Category Archives: Memory
So, you may or may not know (or remember) that my boy cat, Blackjack, had a bad brush with a urinary blockage back in the summer and I came THIS close to losing him. He’s good now. Thank you. Thank … Continue reading
I am in the midst of a beta-read of a novel you will all be seeing through BVC not too long from now – Phyllis Irene Radford’s “Siren Singer” – and in the context of the book she touches on … Continue reading
It’s been said that a man with one timepiece knows what time it is (or thinks he does, anyway – and can organise a life around that…) Any multiplication of that, and they will go out of sync, and who … Continue reading
Local Magics by Jennifer Stevenson Four liminal short stories by Jennifer Stevenson: “Solstice” A young guitarist turns the year with her bare hands. “The Riddle Curse” The goddess struggles to reunite with her two husbands. “Tragesangre” Bigamy only hurts when … Continue reading
I’ve been thinking recently about the process of welcoming new members and, naturally, this dredged up memories of the many ‘first days’ I experienced. The most notable – and traumatic – was my first real job when I joined the … Continue reading
We were all so sane and calm and efficient until now. An exemplary people doing amazing things in a terribly trying time. My friend Conor, who visited his parents for Christmas and spent the early part of the year defending … Continue reading
We’re used to impossible adjectives right now in Australia. We think we will get used to what’s happening, but we never do. It’s all personal and it’s all much bigger than any news report has been willing to show. Let … Continue reading
There are some very big subjects that our lives centre around right now in Australia. I don’t want to talk about them. They’re full of difficulty and emotion and… it’s exhausting even thinking about them, to be honest. I can’t … Continue reading
Tomorrow is November 5. This is one of those statements that look simple but contain multiplicities of meaning. I asked friends on Facebook what they thought of the date and I was fascinated by how many ways there were of … Continue reading